Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 529 Extraordinary Twins
Soaring! Exploding! Rapidly increasing!

After completing the inheritance process, Fang Can closed his eyes and felt the continuous surge of power.

Every time the dice stop rolling, Fang Can's power will experience a qualitative leap.

After all, the danger increases with each roll of the dice, and the weight that would lead to Fang Can's death becomes heavier with each passing second.

This is a change in counting tools.

From multiplication to exponentiation, then from exponentiation to factorial, from factorial to Knuth's arrow, and then to G64...

The speed at which he was getting stronger was simply too exaggerated. Fang Can could clearly feel that every second he could easily kill countless versions of himself from the previous moment.

But even if all of myself were added together now, it would be far less terrifying than a single wisp of my own aura in the next moment.

As forces overlapped and overlapped...

As the intensity increases...

In the endless process of becoming stronger, Fang Can witnessed his stats constantly expanding.

Although it is still within a finite range of addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, it can never reach the infinite edges.

But Fang Can could sense that if this continued, amidst the frenzied lending, things would get worse.

I believe that my life, though finite, can be used to fight against the infinite, and to knock on the door of the infinite.

He will then be among the seventh-ranked players.

This day will not be long. Although Fang Can did not know the exact time, he knew that this day was in the near future.

Slowly raising his eyes and sensing the change in power, Fang Can thought with some dissatisfaction: 'The light of the soul is not enough...'

Yes, if the inheritance built by the Light of the Mind is the fulcrum, Fang Can leverages power time and time again through the "turn of adversity into prosperity" principle.

Unfortunately, the rate at which the light of the soul can be transmitted is too low.

【From Adversity to Prosperity】 allows Fang Can to leverage even greater power, but the structure of the fulcrum directly limits the upper limit of each levering action.

Even though Fang Can reinforces his fulcrum with newly generated spiritual light every time he becomes stronger, there is still a limit to how much reinforcement he can do each time.

If this fulcrum is strong enough, for example, if it is made of some kind of omniscience and omnipotence, Fang Can might be able to see the upper limit of the "turn of adversity into prosperity" and thus leap into becoming omniscience and omnipotence.

He gently clenched his fist, as if holding the whole world in his palm. Only at this moment did Fang Can realize how beautiful the scenery above the eighth level was.

'With my current strength, Senior Ji Ran should no longer be my match.' Fang Can clenched his fist slightly, able to feel the terrifying difference between the different levels of the Eighth Rank.

Battles between two level eight cultivators often end in a swift defeat, with almost no possibility of a close contest.

It's like the difference between 5th and 6th rebirth is millions of times, so a 6th rebirth can easily defeat a 5th rebirth.

With growth under different counting tools like the Eight Turns, the gap will only widen, and the stronger side will absolutely crush the weaker side.

After reaching the sixth level, Fang Can discovered countless new and wonderful things from a higher perspective. Only by truly standing at this level could one realize that these things almost overturned many of his previous understandings.

However, we will not go into more detail about the deeper aspects of combat.

After all, Daqianlu was never the author of debates, and if I were to elaborate further, I would be tainted by the sour smell of debates.

Gazing at the space beneath him, he saw that the space he controlled had expanded from its initial small area to an unknown size as his strength grew, and every second he was taking over more and more power.

Within his own spacetime, Fang Can could almost alter the causality, logic, and concepts of those spaces with his will...

With a gentle flick of the fingertips, the river of time in this world explodes open.

An invisible force flowed down the entire river, causing all time within Fang Can's territory to cease.

Under his gaze, the entire three-dimensional tributary began to disperse and expand continuously, and doors opened from the tributary of time.

The number of these doors is so vast that it is close to the time of Poincaré's return.

Each door corresponds to a point in time, and all the possibilities from the past to the future flash in Fang Can's eyes.

For Fang Can now, the world he occupies no longer holds any secrets from him.

If you wish, you can see through all the possibilities within this finite, closed system at a glance.

By relying on the tributaries of time, he can enter these doors to reach any point in the past or future, observing the birth and destruction of the space he occupies.

Without even needing to observe, with our current capabilities, we can directly create the future from the past right now.

Even if the past has already occurred, he can easily alter the timeline, leaping between different portals and existing simultaneously within the possibilities of different branching timelines.

This is the immense power of the eighth level, and also its terror, absolutely crushing the strength of the seventh level.

Before making a breakthrough, Can still think about how to explain to Toyokawa Shoko, but now all he needs to do is...

Wow...

A door suddenly swung open, leading to the past three years prior.

At the moment Fang Can made his choice, the countless layers of doors that had appeared began to converge toward the door Fang Can had chosen.

All possibilities of the past, present, and future converge to 1.

Apart from the moment three years ago, which has practical significance, all other possible time points have become meaningless empty sets.

Rising from the void, Fang Can gripped the doorframe and turned to walk inside.

Stepping inside, Fang Can looked around and saw that it was the same office he had worked in in Mihua City three years ago.

According to the timeline, I only left recently.

Before him stood a petite girl with a misty blue shawl and twin ponytails.

The girl's skin was as delicate as a magnolia blossom, and her amber eyes, hidden beneath her bangs, were fixed intently on Fang Can as he entered the door. She exclaimed in surprise:

"Didn't you just leave? Is there something you left behind?"

"No, I just suddenly don't want to leave." Fang Can looked down into the girl's eyes and smiled. "I can stay in this world a little longer from now on."

"Really?" The girl, who had been somewhat dejected because Fang Can left, brightened up and asked with great interest, "How long are you planning to stay?"

"Hmm... I'll stay until you forgive me." Fang Can's face showed a hint of apology.

"Forgive...you?" Toyokawa Shoko repeated, puzzled.

But the next moment, she gasped in surprise, covering her mouth with her right arm as she witnessed an incredibly bizarre scene.

At that moment, she found that the world she saw had suddenly split in two, witnessing the world's development from two perspectives.

"Don't be surprised, this is you from the original timeline."

As Fang Can spoke, he gently took the girl's soft left hand and sincerely explained:

“I don’t want to just brutally erase your memories of the next three years; that would be tantamount to killing you. I don’t want you to become my puppet.” “Three years…of memories?”

Xiangzi looked somewhat uncomfortably at the two worlds in his line of sight.

At this moment, she could clearly feel the difference of another world.

In the other world, Fang Can did not return.

Having lost his best friend, he could only suppress his frustration and face the unknown future.

From both perspectives, Toyokawa Shoko could clearly feel the disappointment she felt despite her forced composure.

For a time, the frustration of the original timeline and the curiosity of the new timeline intertwined, bringing Toyokawa Shoko a completely new experience.

'I never knew losing someone would leave me so devastated.'

Feeling her own thoughts in another world, Toyokawa Shoko lowered her eyes and pondered.

Inside the office, Fang Can took the girl's slender hands in his own palm again and said earnestly:
"While preserving your original memories, I chose to go back three years to be with you again. This is my attempt to make amends for breaking my promise."

"For the next three years, I will stay with you and fill your mind with happiness and joy as I express my longing for you."

Looking at the sincere-looking boy, Toyokawa Shoko's cheeks flushed red, as if an effervescent tablet had been dropped into her brain.

An overwhelming blush erupted like a volcano, instantly turning Toyokawa Shoko's fair cheeks red, spreading all the way to the tips of her delicate ears.

Shame and indignation overwhelmed the disappointment of the other timeline, and the girl puffed out her cheeks as she said:

"Who...who misses you, you idiot Desuwa!!!"

She blurted it out almost without thinking, with a girlish coquettishness and barely concealed panic, trying to drown out the almost overflowing excitement with her voice.

As soon as she said it, she regretted it, feeling that her tone had been too harsh.

The shame and indignation quickly subsided, and she reverted to being the easily embarrassed, soft-spoken Xiao Xiang, her eyes darting away, not daring to look at him, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.

"Mmm, I don't miss it."

Fang Can smiled and said:

"Anyway, please take good care of me for the next three years. If you're still not satisfied, five or ten years wouldn't be too much."

The morning light streamed through the window, gently illuminating the boy's bright smile, instantly calming Toyokawa Shoko's emotions, which had been rising like an effervescent tablet.

In contrast to the sense of loss that kept welling up in her heart in the other timeline, at this moment, Toyokawa Shoko felt the happiness and peace of mind that lingered in her heart from the boy's presence.

In response, Toyokawa Shoko smiled and said, "Please take care of me in the future, but five or ten years won't be enough to make up for my disappointment!"

"Then twenty years, fifty years, until you are satisfied."

Fang Can smiled and said, "Remember Tropical Paradise in Mihua City? Let's make that our first stop. I remember the roller coaster there was pretty fun."

"Roller coaster?"

Toyokawa Shoko tilted her head in confusion, and the next moment Fang Can had already taken her right hand and led her out of the office.
"It's all about the experience, I guarantee there won't be any elementary school student from the Grim Reaper faction causing trouble."

Led by Fang Can, the two walked out, the sunlight shining obliquely, casting their shadows together.

……

Late at night, after spending the entire night playing with the girl in the ancient battlefield of Mika City, Fang Can finally parted ways with her.

Although he is now the king of the entire planet, Fang Can is too lazy to care about those trivial matters.

After randomly finding a single room in a hotel, Fang Can slapped his forehead: "How could I have almost forgotten about him!"

Realizing something, Fang Can gently hooked his index finger.

The higher-dimensional power observed the world, and in the next instant, the rotten king, far away in the martial arts world, was grabbed by the neck.

Then, the King of Rotten Life felt a sudden dizziness.

When I came to my senses, I found that the scenery around me had changed drastically. I was in a huge concert venue, surrounded by countless audience members waving glow sticks.

'Where have I been transported to? Is this still in China?'

Looking at the drastically changed environment, the King of Bad Luck subconsciously blurted out a famous joke.

"I am Fang Can. As I promised you, I will take you to the Stitching World once I break through to the sixth level. Are you surprised or not?" Fang Can's voice pierced through the shouts of the audience and reached the ears of the King of Rotten Life.

"Stitching together the world?"

At first, the "King of Disorder" was a little confused, but the next second, his eyes widened and he stared straight into the distance: "Holy crap, Hatsune Miku!!!"

At this moment, in the center of the vast stage, dazzling holographic projections and neon lights intertwine, creating a dreamlike electronic ocean.

Amidst a roaring cheer and waving glow sticks, Hatsune Miku's graceful figure stood on the stage.

She wore her signature blue-green twin ponytails, which swayed lively to the rhythm. Her futuristic short skirt and battle armor shimmered under the lights, and her slender limbs were encased in black sleeves and stockings.

And in her hand, she held a stalk of green onion—a striking contrast to her petite frame!
The intro begins with a familiar and catchy Finnish folk melody.

Realizing what was happening, the "Lost King" almost went berserk, joining the onlookers in a wild celebration, shouting and waving his arms.

"Holy crap, Guanyin Bodhisattva! Mazu has appeared! I actually saw Hatsune Miku singing the Leek Song in my lifetime!!! My life has been worth it!"

As he spoke, a hint of regret appeared on his face: "It's a pity that this Hatsune Miku isn't a Devil Fruit user, otherwise it would be even better."

"Hehe..." Fang Can's lips twitched slightly as he heard the King of Bad Luck's complaints from thousands of miles away.

He could only sigh that this was truly a pure superpower supremacist, even finding fault with the virtual idol he idolized.

Unfortunately, this matter of superpowers is still beyond the scope of Fang Can's sixth level of power.

At this moment, he has the ability to create countless gods and saints, and even make those people simulate all sorts of strange abilities.

However, they cannot be given conceptual-level power in the same way that the origin of superpowers is; they can only be superficially powerful individuals with ambiguous abilities.

Clearly, the superpowers in the modern world are rooted in a power system even more unique than the Eighth Rank.

This discovery surprised Fang Can, because according to Ji Ran, the peak of the eighth level was the limit of the Mind-Based Martial Arts.

However, in the present world, as the opposite of the martial arts world, the two power systems should theoretically be equivalent.

However, even though his power had reached the peak of the eighth level, which was almost the pinnacle of martial arts, he was unable to create superpowers out of thin air.

More importantly, the effect of my [Unyielding Spirit] is absolutely not comparable to that of a mere eighth-level cultivator.

Therefore, it is only natural that, in order to be comparable to superpowers, there should still be a path after the eighth level of martial arts!
With questions about the two systems of martial arts and superpowers lingering in his mind, Fang Can looked down at the lit-up screen on his phone.

Incoming call displayed late at night – [Soft and Sweet Xiao Xiang]

(End of this chapter)